Ξ-- f|eRyJuNgLe ------> f|eRy + JuNgLe --Ξ

7 days that felt like 7 years since she last heard from him. Numerous calls till she lost count. All done with one hope, just one – to hear his voice. To know that he’s fine. Again n again she tried. Till fingers became sore.

The number of sleepless nights increased. She couldn’t bring herself to even catch a few winks. Simply because she didn’t wanted to miss his call. Each time the phone rang, she answered hoping it would be him.

What could have happened? Never was she in such a situation before. Each second passed with fear. As much as she hoped he was fine, she couldn’t digest the rising fear in her.

Standing there, helplessly, she called and asked everyone she knew. Various people gave myriad hypothesis. Each being so different from another. Which to believe – she had no idea. Hope..hope… and hope it was…

Hoping he would call her. A miss call at least. Just to know his fine. What had she don’t for fate to take such a twist? Why would he just vanish into the thin air? He was the one who thought her the power of love. N now his the one, who is teaching her to give up on love.

With every ticking moments, she could sense her hopes fading n her retreating back to the 4 walls she was once locked up in. why did he do this to her? WHY? That was the only thing she wanted to know.

He once boasted that he knew every single thing about her. How she feels, how she thinks, how she reacts…yes, reacts. If he claimed to know all that, wouldn’t he know now how she felt with his absence? The thoughts that would be running in her mind?How she would react when she doesn’t hear from me? then why do this?

As she brooded about it, only one thing seemed crystal clear. He never lover her as much as he claimed to have. It was she the one who had been pouring endless love into this relationship.

Mind boggling isn’t it. seeing the fact that it was he who came to her, claiming to be in love with her. Now, once she had felt that comfort zone called LOVE n started accommodating to it, with his silence alone, he has chased her away.

She’s back to her 4 walls. The walls that kept her away from the virus called LOVE. She has had enough. Actions speak louder than words. His silence and absence alone has thought her so much. She has once walked this path. Now she would have to walk it again, only this time the path is more challenging.

Filled with thorns and memories of him penetrating her battered soul, she walks the path… the path of sorrow, the path she never thought she would walk again since she had him, the path that spelled misery.

Deep down, she still hopes that someday he would return. A return that would answer her one and only question – WHY…. Till then, as she walks, she hopes with tears running down her face…..

*Never ending cries*